All that I want is to talk of my babies. Everyday I relate to all my friends, relatives and colleagues about the exploits of my babies. Sometimes I even repeat them to the same person to my embarassment. I call my parents long distance to share this new trick that they have learnt.
I think of them all the time. I find myself staring at their photo on my desktop screen at work. I share notes with other new mommies. I am already registering in schools. I hum nursery rhymes to myself and look up new ones to sing to them. I smile to myself when I think of them.
The only discussion that I have with hubby is about the kids. We laugh at their antics and muse about their future. We are already imagining them at sa re ga ma pa or the likes of that. We have absolutely no adult conversation happening. Its only baby talk all over again.
My husband doesn't take photos of me anymore and nor do I of him. Every month I upload their snaps and send them to all whom we know. I go to the shops if I need to buy something for the kids. Suddenly I am visiting all blogs that talk of parents' experience with their kids. Not to forget the number of books and websites on parenting.
The virus has spread to my parents/ in-laws/ sis/ brother too. They rave about the babies whenever they call up or meet.
I am constantly watching out for new signs of development- like crawling, sitting, teething etc. I am forever vigilant and on the look out for potentially evil things that may harm my babies - like piece of paper, the small speck of dirt, too much of tv.
I look at others' babies and mentally compare with mine. I like to show them off to others. They have become like a ticket to the social circle for me. Like my uncle puts it- 'Suddenly you will find yourself very popular". I have become famous in my building because of my twins.
So is all this obsession or every new parent reacts similarly?